So I got played.
He was so kind to me, he liked anime, fashion, tea, vans, starbucks.
He was hilarious and helped me out a lot at work.
He gave me his number and soon we texted everyday.
His "good morning Sunshine" made my day.
I would get so happy when I received a message from him.
I loved hanging out with him.
Every time I pass the playground, I smile with pain because I remember when we swang on the swings.
He made me smile, he made me feel special.
We liked each other.
We flirted at work a lot.
We winked, made kissy faces to each other.
He would grab onto my wrist and pull me into the office to chat for a while.
I was happy.
Was happy.
He texted "are you doing anything around 2am? I'm feeling it."
We're friends. Not in a relationship.
I want to have sex with someone who I've been together with for months.
We argued.
Then one day he stopped texting.
No more "Good morning Sunshine"
He was transferred to another store and we never saw each other.
He slept with his ex-girlfriend.
He's been hanging with her.
It's only a matter of time before they start to catch feeling for each other.
I was played.
I am a fool.
I never should have gotten close with him.
I should have kept to myself.
Now, I hurt.
I cry every now and then.
It's painful.
It is very painful.